Only a Human

Author's Note: I didn't write this poem about me. I wrote it about other girls who I've encountered before.  As I kept writing it, I found it got easier and easier to create the poetic story of a girl who tries to stay strong for so long, but she can only hold so much. 


                                    Her smile is taken as the moment proceeds.

                                   Crashing down, comes her world. 

                                   The words her friends speak build her up, strong and steady,

                                   While inside she's breaking, quick and easy

                                                She goes on. 

                                   If only people knew.

                                   How would they react?

                                   With empathy? Sympathy?

                                   A world of secrets is held back as she faces the public.

                                                She goes on.

                                 Dark, painful day. 

                                 Life threw its strongest curve-ball,

                                 But she was not ready to bat. 

                                 More horrible moments are to come.

                                            She goes on. 

                                  One can only stay so strong before they have to be human.

                                  When will her time be?

                                  Her shoulders get heavier. And heavier. And heavier.

                                  Heavy enough to fail.

                                         Will she go on?